Being an otaku in the world of American comics

After instructing everyone, Liang Yue quietly left the bar, took out a small pickaxe, and tunneled underground.

In less than half an hour, he had returned to the top floor penthouse…

“These are bulletproof vests and helmets I found in the police station's reserves. You should be able to use them. I didn't take the tactical boots because they make a loud noise with every step. Sponge shoes are safer.

Also, uh…”

After taking out a few sets of police equipment from his storage space, Liang Yue looked down at the three women in front of him, at their green sailor suit skirts that barely covered their thighs. He hesitated for a moment before continuing.

“Speaking of which, your skirts, while comfortable, offer very little protection. Should you change them too?”

“Hmph! You're awfully concerned. No need!”

“Ishii-kun, you worry too much, but it's not necessary for now.”

“Hehe, Ishii-kun, you're so observant! Do you think Sensei's legs are long and white with great skin?!”

“Uh… I really didn't mean anything else. I was just considering it from a protective standpoint.”

…

“I wonder what Ishii-kun's plans are next? Please feel free to speak your mind, and don't worry about what we think.”

Just as Liang Yue was feeling awkward and didn't know how to change the subject, Saeko-senpai stepped forward to help him out.

“Well, if you put it that way, what I'm thinking right now is that I want to clear out the zombies down below first.”

After hearing Saeko-senpai's words, Liang Yue cleared his throat and looked out the window at the zombies in the district below.

“Huh? Clear out the zombies down below? Why would you have such a thankless idea?”

Saya Takagi looked at him strangely.

The twin-tailed girl's thinking was correct. According to her logic, even if they spent time and effort clearing out the zombie horde below, the sound of gunfire might attract even more zombies.

Furthermore, they were only staying here temporarily. Once they met up with Takashi Komuro and Rei Miyamoto, they would leave immediately. Clearing out the zombies here now would definitely be a thankless task.

With that, Liang Yue walked downstairs again amidst the complicated gazes of the others.

“Hmph, he must be hiding a lot of things from us! Hirano, what do you think?”

Saya Takagi crossed her arms, somewhat dissatisfied, and then looked at the chubby guy beside her who couldn't get a word in edgewise.

“Me? Uh, I think what Saeko-senpai said is right. Although I don't know the reason yet, Ishii-kun should have his own reasons.”

As soon as Kohta Hirano finished speaking, he immediately noticed Saya Takagi's unfriendly gaze, so he quickly changed his tone.

“However! Takagi-san is definitely right too! Ishii-kun should have his own secrets… Eh?”

“Hmph!”

“Hehe~”

…

Soon, Liang Yue quietly arrived on the street.

As time passed, the large group of zombies that had surrounded the police station had gradually begun to wander around, having lost their feeding target.

Now, Liang Yue, with his many advantages, would naturally not stand foolishly on the ground and fight so many zombies head-on.

Although Liang Yue was confident in his ability to protect himself, it was only self-preservation. He was far from being able to push through a zombie horde.

Therefore, in order to make himself more comfortable and relaxed while farming task data, Liang Yue, after some observation, quickly selected a tall building not far away as his base.

“Tap~” “Tap~” “Tap~” …

With stones flying from his hand, he quickly built a simple stone ladder on the blank wall on the side of the building.

Then he climbed diagonally upwards, and when he reached a place more than ten meters above the ground, he built a closed balcony and built a circle of railings around it with stones.

Just as he was about to start sniping at the zombies below, Liang Yue subconsciously looked up, and suddenly felt a bright sky and a gentle breeze.

After thinking about it, Liang Yue built a thick stone covering above the balcony, and then he was completely relieved.

“Bang!” “Bang bang!” “Bang bang bang!” …

In this modern district built of steel, the sudden sound of gunfire rang out.

Bullets were fired one after another, quickly and rhythmically.

At this moment, Liang Yue was like a shooting instrument that had not yet had a precise program installed. His movements were inevitably a little unfamiliar, and the pauses and aiming in the middle were also slightly stiff.

But under his reckless waving, almost every bullet fired and every twist of the muzzle accurately hit the vital point of a zombie!

Slowly, Liang Yue began to gradually adapt to the rhythm of this shooting and became more and more comfortable.

After each pull of the trigger, he consciously adjusted and corrected his behavior habits, so that his body could better adapt to this attack.

“Bang!” “Bang bang!” …

Slowly, bursts of blood bloomed on the street, accompanied by splashing blood and scattered soft matter, gradually covering the area below the balcony with a layer of dirty filth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A strong bloody smell began to permeate the surroundings, and it was difficult to dissipate even with the breeze.

Round, faint red soul power slowly floated up under the rendering of the blood mist, emitting a faint light, decorating the surroundings a little strangely.

Unconsciously, Liang Yue's shooting rhythm began to become more compact, the speed of shooting and changing magazines was accelerating, and golden bullet casings had covered his feet.

From some moment, he seemed to have entered some inexplicable state, everything in his vision seemed to be slowing down, and all the surrounding sounds were receding and weakening at this time.

At this moment, in Liang Yue's eyes, only the sound of gunfire and his constantly moving muzzle were still working.

The heart moves with the mind, the hand and eye are combined, this state is simply perfect!

The zombies below, with their teeth and claws, seemed to have become the purest targets at this time.

So much so that the system prompts that should have been as sweet as heavenly music in his ears were subconsciously ignored by him at this time.

Time was slowly passing, and the roars of the corpse group below the balcony never stopped.

But under his non-stop ammunition pouring, the roar slowly began to become sparse.

Until a certain moment, when his vision could no longer find a new shooting target, Liang Yue suddenly woke up from this state.

He looked around blankly, his tense body became a little hypoxic, and his arms holding the gun felt faintly sore at this time, and his palms trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Liang Yue was breathing heavily at this time, and unknowingly his body was covered with sweat.

As his eyes wandered, looking at the soul power that was about to drift away, he subconsciously stretched out his left hand, somewhat lost, and aimed the soul-absorbing bracelet on his wrist at them.